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As I have spent every summer in  British Columbia AND followed the similar routine in the past decade, I got to know quite a few people–main related to sports such as circuit training and golf, and at the library.  Some of the people who  used to come here for the summer  stopped coming and/or started going somewhere else for the summer and I no longer see them. (Some, in fact, passed away and I miss them.)

Most people that I see every summer live in the area.   They look familiar and I recognize their faces.  But many times, I get so confused about their names and cannot recall their names when I see them.  My name, Yoko, is so easy to most of them and they say, “Hi, Yoko!”, when I feel even more embarrassed as  names are very important here (i.e. you need to add names almost after every sentence!) and I do not recall them all.

When I say something like, “We played golf together last year?” to a person with whom I played golf few days ago this year, I feel I make such a fool of myself.  (I usually make a list of names of the people I see at the class so that I remember them, but a year later, I do not recall any!)

I also find that those who live here are from different parts of  the  world–many from Europe, and  their names are even tougher to remember, as I am so unfamiliar with these names other than Kathy, Suzie, Mary, etc.  It is interesting what role the name plays in different society and culture.

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    • Yoko Ishikura
    • August 17th, 2012

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